The qualifying venue is in a wild forest in the back mountain of the Changsheng Sect.
Looking down from the sky, you can see six huge blue bars, like half bubbles, coiled in the forest.
This is the Sixth Battle Stage, where the disciples compete.
The qualifying round consists of six bans, each of which is a group. Until the top four are selected and enter the top 24, the top ten competition begins.
Ye Xiong took three disciples to the No. 1 arena, where Zhuo Wushuang had a knockout match in the morning.
"Zhuo Wushuang, with your strength, it won't be a problem to enter the top four, just give it your best!"
Ye Xiong is quite optimistic about Zhuo Wushuang's strength, as his comprehensive strength in all aspects is relatively strong.
"Pavilion Master, don't worry, I will definitely be able to enter the top four." Zhuo Wushuang said.
"You don't have to pay attention to the early stage competitions, but you must pay more attention and study more to the competitions of some seed players. There will be a competition for Luo Chongyang from Tongten Pavilion later. Luo Chongyang is called the Immortal Sect's Self-Jian Wuhen
Next, the second-ranked young master, I’m not sure if you will meet him later, so you need to study him more.” Ye Xiong continued.
Soon, the game started. Each stage had a pavilion master as the referee. The referee on stage 1 was Ye Xiong’s mortal enemy, Jian Nanshan.
Jian Nanshan glanced at Ye Xiong unintentionally, with an arrogant look on his face, and said loudly: "The time has come, the first pair of contestants will take the stage, Lu Qi from Jiange will face off against Gan Tingting, a female disciple from Jueqing Pavilion."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two people landed on the stage, and as the formation started, they started to take action.
Both of them were in the late stage of Jindan, but in terms of strength, Gan Tingting was obviously slightly better. In the end, Gan Tingting injured Lu Qi and won the first victory.
Next, disciples kept coming up, but most of them were relatively weak.
Rather than competing for the qualifying tournament, these disciples use this qualifying tournament to verify their own strength.
"Next, Luo Chongyang from Shentong Pavilion will face Du Yu from Fenglei Pavilion."
There was a cry from the audience, and many people shouted.
"Senior Brother Luo, come on, Senior Brother Luo, come on."
Especially for some female disciples, their voices sounded like waves. This also showed from the side that Luo Chongyang was very popular.
"A bunch of nymphomaniac women are disgusting." Zhuo Wushuang couldn't help but say.
"Zhuo Wushuang, next time you meet him, knock him down and see how those women scream." Xuetu said with a smile.
"If he meets me, he will die ugly." Zhuo Wushuang said coldly.
"Wushuang, don't be careless. Luo Chongyang is among the younger generation disciples of the Changsheng Sect, second only to Jian Wuhen. His strength is not low. You will study his strength carefully later." Ye Xiong said seriously.
Although Ye Xiong was very disgusted with Jian Wuhen and Luo Chongyang, when he first entered the door, Jian Wuhen and Luo Chongyang used various means to prevent him from entering, and even wanted to have their own women. But disgust is still disgust, because their strength is
Put it there.
At this moment, the crowd suddenly gave way to a path, as if someone was coming in.
"Jian Wuhen is here. Wasn't he punished in solitary confinement?"
"Why is he here?"
"So handsome, he is indeed my idol."
All kinds of voices rang out, some were confused, some were puzzled, some were crazy, all looking at the figure walking in the distance.
Jian Wuhen stood out from the crowd, walked directly to the audience, came to Ye Xiong's side, and said coldly: "I didn't expect that I would come out so soon!"
"I thought of it, you have an awesome father." Ye Xiong replied.
For such a big competition, where it is about whether you can enter the secret realm to practice, Jian Nanshan will definitely try his best to get Jian Wuhen out.
Jian Nanshan is the master of the Jiange Pavilion in the Changsheng Sect. He has the oldest qualifications and the strongest strength. Even if Nangong Han is wary of him, he will not fail to give him this face.
"Jiang, I will definitely take account of the fact that you caused me to be imprisoned." Jian Wuhen said through gritted teeth.
When he thought about being imprisoned in that dark place for more than half a year, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to kill someone.
Ever since he was born, he, who was extremely talented, had never suffered such injustice.
He thinks about how to come out and avenge this every day.
"How do you want to settle the score? Kill me. Come on!" Ye Xiong raised his hand and said, "Kill me now if you dare. I won't be named Jiang if I fight back."
"Trash like you is worthy of me killing you, Dreaming." Jian Wuhen said coldly.
He knew very well what would happen if he killed a pavilion master in front of everyone. When the time came, no matter how powerful his father was, he would not be able to save him.
"If you don't dare to kill, then get away from me. A mere disciple wants to challenge the master of this pavilion. You are not worthy." Ye Xiong shouted.
This sound was like an explosion of thunder, and everyone heard it clearly.
"What's going on off the field? Who's making trouble?" shouted Jiannan on the stage.
Everyone around them stepped aside, revealing Ye Xiong and Jian Wuhen who were in the middle of a confrontation.
"Master of the Sword Pavilion, you are so powerful. You agreed to be imprisoned for a year, but not even a year later, he came out and came to me to settle the score with such a fierce attitude that I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak." Ye Xiong sneered.
"Jian Wuhen, get out of here right away." Jian Nanshan shouted.
Jian Wuhen glanced at the three people behind Ye Xiong and threatened: "Don't let me run into you, otherwise, you will know the consequences of joining Tiandao Pavilion."
"What do you want?" Zhuo Wushuang took two steps forward and said, "Even if I lose to you, do you dare to kill me?"
Jian Wuhen was speechless and had no words to refute.
Who is the other party? He is the eighth prince. If you dare to kill him, wouldn't you be tired of living?
Before he could reply, Zhuo Wushuang continued: "If you lose to me, I will kill you without hesitation, in front of your father, do you believe it?"
Can Jian Wuhen not believe it? After all, the identities of the two are too different.
In the past, he had always used his status to oppress others, but now he realized how aggrieved it was to be oppressed by his status.
"Jian Wuhen, didn't you hear what I said? Get away from me." Jian Nanshan continued to yell, his beard standing up in anger.
Originally, when Jian Wu Scar came out, the head of the family had shown mercy, but now he is still guilty. Instead of staying quiet and keeping a low profile, he still went to find Ye Xiong to cause trouble. Isn't this asking for trouble?
This son's strength is not bad, but in terms of emotional intelligence, he is still much worse than Jiangnan.
Now Jiang Nan takes advantage of him and humiliates him severely.
By doing this, I don’t know how many people said that what he did was unfair.
"Jiang, wait and see..." Jian Wuhen said harshly before leaving.
"You don't know what you can do." Ye Xiong snorted coldly, his eyes falling on the battlefield.